The Meeting Place.

He comes to me.
I love it.
I hear him talk.
He is music to my ears...
Sometimes he's angry;
Other times, calm.
I wonder whether it's me reflecting him,
Or him shining back me...
I see myself in him;
He looks at me.
And we stare...
Unblinking.
Both lost in he blue hue of the sky.
The stars make the moment magical for us.
They burn to light us up.
We stay in a darkness unseen.
Coldness wrapped around us.
He kisses my feet...
The wave.
But he takes away a part of me with him,
Into the deep dark ocean.
Every time.